Contest: Win tickets to Nebbia

March 14, 2009 10:26 am · By Todd Gill · 17 Comments

When I think of the circus, the first things that come to mind are clowns, people shooting out of cannons and lions that are – for some reason – scared of chairs.

Something tells me, however, that after seeing Nebbia, I’ll have an entirely different view of what circus arts are really all about.

Nebbia is the third part in Cirque Éloize’s The Sky Trilogy which began in 2001 and is now complete. The three shows are part circus, part performance art and seem to be setting the bar pretty high in terms of the contemporary circus art revival which began in the early 1990s.

Italian for “fog”, Nebbia is being described as an exploration of the world of dreams and imagination. Its Broadway award-winning director Daniele Finzi Pasca was quoted as saying this about the show:

When the sky is very low, we see things we don’t normally see. We travel in a world of memories, invented images, what we call dreams for the sake of convenience.

And this guy’s talking about a circus? O…K…? Count me in.

If you’re still confused, skip down to the video embedded below. If you’d like to win a pair of tickets to the Wednesday night (March 25) performance at 7pm in the Walton Arts Center, keep reading.

How to enter
Leave a comment telling us about the strangest dream you’ve ever had. Don’t have one? Make one up. Entertain us. Just keep it clean, OK?

A few rules (read ‘em carefully):

You may only enter this specific contest once. If you enter this contest more than once you’ll be automatically disqualified.
This contest is open to anyone anywhere except Fayetteville Flyer writers, Walton Arts Center employees and their immediate family members.
Contest is open until 11:59pm CST on Sunday, March 22, 2009.
Make sure you leave a valid e-mail address when filling out the comment form since that’s how we’ll contact you if you’ve won.
You’ll have to provide us with your first and last name (if you win) and then be prepared to show a valid photo ID when picking up your tickets.

Thanks to the Walton Arts Center for sponsoring this contest. For more information about this performance and to purchase tickets, visit waltonartscenter.org or call 479-443-5600.

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Lankford
March 14, 2009

The strangest dreams I’ve ever had were a series of dreams over a span of about two years. Each one was fairly similar to the others. I was sitting on a bench in a public square, somewhere in South America, and there were butterflies everywhere. A strange man was also sitting on the bench facing away from me. The dreams always ended when the man finally turns to look at me and…HE HAS NO FACE!!! AHHH!!!

Todd
March 14, 2009

The ole No-Face-Guy, eh Lankford? I think his name’s Larry. Or Gary. Something with an “ary” I believe.

jesse
March 14, 2009

I have recurring dreams where I’m back in school. The assignments are impossible. For example, I’m required to write an essay using broken, uncooked spaghetti or to solve complex equations where the numbers are broccoli. The fact that both these examples involve a food is incidental.

a. brown
March 14, 2009

I was driving in a Volkswagon bug on a road through what looked like a hillier version of the Windows XP desktop, when I noticed someone following me. Though I was scared, I got out of the car and started running up one of the green hills. The person who stepped out of the car was an acquaintance’s father, only he was now a midget. I had a very distinct feeling he had a sexual intent, but he looked like he was worried about me. I kept running until I got to the top of the hill and realized that everything was flat, there were ducks flying low, and I was did not have a shirt on. Then I realized my band director from high school was out hunting the ducks, and I was supposed to be retrieving the ducks. I couldn’t find the ducks.

Alannah
March 14, 2009

All my dreams are strange. Isn’t that the point of dreams? My most disturbing was my earliest nightmare. I was about 5. I was falling through a void and these big cables kept coming toward me. I had to grab onto each approaching cable in order to keep from falling for eternity. People were trying to save me but couldn’t.

Kristin
March 15, 2009

I just had a nightmare about evil magical clowns that were hunting kids. I was trying to stop them but it wasn’t working out so well….
Very friggin disturbing! The next night I had one about opening a bagel restaurant that served alcohol with my twin sister. I wonder if there really is a market for the Bagel Burger? ;)

My dreams are all over the place.

Michael
March 15, 2009

Don’t really have any dreams I remember that I’d say are weird. But I have dreams with two recurring themes, being at work, occasionally followed up by waking up to my work phone actually ringing and of driving along (usually Wedington) losing control of my car and right as I’m about to crash into a tree or bridge I wake up.

unicorn
March 15, 2009

I had this dream once where the fayetteville flyer had this really cool uni-hog logo…

Kelsey
March 16, 2009

I’ve told this dream to so many people, I gave it a title: “Horse Boy.”

While at my grandparents’ house one afternoon, I spotted a brown horse lying on their lawn (in the heart of Russellville, mind you.) I turned to my grandmother to point it out to her, and when I turned back around to face the horse, it was walking on its hind legs and approaching me (picture a cartoon horse with buck teeth). In a half neighing/half laughing evil horse voice, it said, “Hi, I’m Horse Boy, and I’m going to eat you.”

Horse Boy proceeded to chase me through my grandparents’ lawn and house for awhile until I escaped out a tiny window in the guest bathroom.

Total Bastard
March 16, 2009

I had a dream that all the county roads west of Springdale zig zagged.

But not quite zig-zag pattern, you had to drive them side to side. Like you had to drive north/south, and then after about 100yards, you could go about 30 feet east/west, and then you had to go north south in the other direction.

I had a dream I was driving down those at night, zig zagging, and I was being chased by another car zig zagging.

At the end of every zig and zag I could hear the cars behind me squeal their tires and accelerate. I could see nothing but their headlights.

I assumed it was illegal immigrants or feminists coming for my balls.

I was wrong. It was a black gay guy, but he was coming for my balls.

Denied.

Sus
March 17, 2009

I rarely remember my dreams, but I had a recurring one as a kid that I’ll never forget. It starred Tom and Jerry and Tom would chase Jerry around my room on a broomstick. For some reason, I remember it being terrifying. I used to go to bed just praying that I wouldn’t have the “Tom and Jerry Dream.” I also frequently have a dream that I’m back in college and I forgot to drop a class and I never went and I have to show up and take the final on the last day. Brutal.